Volume 1 Beginning of Summer Chapter 64 Plaque
While Jiang You and Chen Nan were sweating in the gym, the 24 girls from Little Naughty 24 stood side by side in two rows in a training room on the 17th floor of Jiantai Building in Xiufeng District, Tangjiang City.
They practiced dancing all day, their hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to their faces in strands.
There was sweat on my clothes.
Lei Yao pushed the door and walked into the training room. Her stern eyes swept across the faces of the 24 girls one by one.
"Don't think the auditions are over, don't think you are the winners, the real test has just begun . Tell me, with so many girl groups now, why are you remembered by the audience?"
The girls looked left and right at their teammates.
"We are the strongest." Captain Zhu Sha replied to Lei Yao.
"The strongest?" Lei Yao raised her eyebrows. She walked in front of Zhu Sha and asked, "What are you good at? Dancing? Singing? Composing?"
Lei Yao stared into Zhu Sha's eyes, and Zhu Sha tried hard to keep her body steady and not retreat.
"Are you the captain?"
"Yes."
"Then let me see the strongest girl group."
"Yes!" Zhu Sha replied.
Lei Yao smiled slightly, "On August 5 , Tangjiang Satellite TV's Happy Gathering was originally a resource for 123 Xiangqian, but the company helped you get it."
Fighting spirit ignited in the girls' eyes.
"Whether you can show yourself on the best stage or just square dance at supermarket events, it all depends on your performance!"
"What are you?" Lei Yao asked.
"Rugrats 24! The best girl group!"
After the lecture, Lei Yao walked out of the training room.
Zhu Yigang was waiting by the door. He looked at Lei Yao's face and asked, "Master Luo, no information yet?"
Lei Yao shook her head, and her face suddenly turned extremely bad.
"Although we didn't see Liu Yong's body, could it be that something happened to Master Luo, causing Liu Yong..."
"No," Lei Yao denied immediately, "With Master Luo's ability..." She shook her head, "Let's do our own thing."
"Yes."
Zhu Yigang followed Lei Yao towards the director's office.
On the wall outside the training room, there are six large blue cursive characters "Panjin Culture Media".
After finishing aerobics, Jiang You did a few sets of sit-ups and did some equipment exercises under the guidance of Liu Yue.
Although I felt sore all over after the exercise, I felt much less tired.
After leaving the gym, Chen Nan went straight home to cook, and Jiang You returned to the insect house alone.
When he stepped into the yard, he saw Tang Butian standing by the pond, her cherry-red cotton suspender skirt fluttering around her ankles, a long painting tube in her hand.
Hearing the sound, she turned around, and a few strands of black hair slid across her collarbone.
She asked, "Where's the swing?"
"I'm still looking. There are too many varieties on Taobao. I have a hard time choosing."
Jiang You walked over to her.
Pottery jar falling into water.
In the pond, lotus leaves of all sizes cover the waves.
Tang Butian handed the painting tube to Jiang You, "The words you want."
Jiang You unscrewed the painting tube, pulled out the roll of paper and unfolded it.
The brushstrokes are vigorous, seven parts solemn, and three parts elegant.
"It's really well written. I'm going to find a better piece of wood and make it into a plaque to hang up."
Tang Butian looked towards the store entrance and said, "The cruise ship is privately operated. In order to facilitate the filming, it was sent for modification and decoration a week before the filming."
"That's too bold, right under the nose of Jinguang Temple," Jiang You squatted down and reached out to stir the pond. "The little rascal from Panjin Culture will be on Tangjiang TV on the 24th and 5th. This boat capsized for real."
"Are girl groups very profitable?" Tang Butian asked.
Jiang You did not answer, but asked instead: "Have you found out the accounting problems of the Rake Company?"
“It really needs Cent’s investment.”
After getting the answer, Jiang You began to explain the income structure of the girl group. "Girl groups can't make too much money. The announcement fees and endorsement fees are not paid promptly. From the contract to the receipt of the money, it may take a long time." He stood up and shook the water droplets on his hands. "Digital albums? This is not called selling albums, it's called fans donating their kidneys. They have not been in the group for long, and it's good enough to have hundreds of thousands..."
"The task force believes that they must have great interests behind making such a big fuss ."
"Panjin Culture," Jiang You opened Tianyancha, "This company changed its name. Three years ago, it was engaged in decoration. Now it has a screenwriting platform. In the past three years, it has filed 17 or 18 outlines, but none of them have been filmed..."
"What do you think?"
Jiang You looked at her profile. "You are the finance major." He patted his waist, walked to the rest area, and collapsed on the soft chair. "Gym is so damn hard. Tomorrow is Saturday. I won't open the store. I'll take a day off."
“You’re a computer science major.”
"What's wrong? I can still write a program like helloworld."
He took out his phone, clicked on Taobao, and opened the shopping cart. "Take a look at these swings. Which one do you like?"
Tang Butian walked over to him, took the phone, and sat down on another soft chair.
"This one." She chose a solid wood double swing.
"Didn't you say last time that you wanted the round one?" Jiang You took back his phone, placed the order and paid.
“That doesn’t look strong.”
Jiang You glanced at her. "How much do you weigh? If I sit on it, it might collapse and make a hole in the ground." He looked at the sky, where the clouds were changing shape. "Lose ten pounds a month, and I will be able to reach the standard weight in two months. How about soup for dinner? Something light."
"You do?"
"I'm still climbing the skill tree. There's a soup shop nearby. The corn and pork ribs soup I had last time was pretty good."
"Okay." Tang Butian agreed.
They took a taxi to the restaurant. There were not many people in the restaurant, so they chose a seat in a corner and sat down. The seats around it were empty.
Jiang You ordered a soup and three dishes.
"I hope you can go undercover in Panjin Culture." Tang Butian said.
"Me?" Jiang You called the waiter over, ordered the dishes, and took out the tableware after the waiter walked away. "What position should I apply for? Security guard? Or maintain their website?"
"We are hiring artist assistants."
"Artist assistant, it's exhausting, irritating, and not well paid. I only promised to help you see the world, right?" Jiang You took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. "What about the tattoo case? What did the task force find out?"
"The clue is broken."
"Do you remember the time we were attacked at the side gate of Jinguang Temple?"
"What's wrong?"
"I have always been kind to others and never had conflicts with anyone."
"You mean, it's directed at me?"
"No, no, no, what I mean is that the people who attacked us that time were from the organization behind Liu Yong, right?"
Tang Butian pursed her lips and said, "I didn't find out the identity."
Jiang You tilted his head to look into Tang Butian's eyes. "I was on their watch list, and when I applied for the job, they recognized me and they must have suspected that I had ulterior motives. Leader, are you addicted to using me as bait? Don't use this trick forever."
